No more Mr. Nice guy

I am feeling much better today than I did last night. Last night, for no apparent reason, I began feeling dizzy when I got out of bed. The room was spinning out of control and I had no idea what came over me. I thought it would be a good idea to walk around a bit in hopes that it would go away. Needless to say, it never did.

I no longer talk to H about my health, so I wanted to make sure something was seriously wrong before telling him anything. Besides the dizziness, my head felt heavy and my legs felt as though they had 100 LB weights on them. If I laid down, the room would spin even more.

After walking around a bit, I went over to tell H how I was feeling. He said he already knew how I felt, meaning that he didn’t want an explanation. In fact, I noticed the he was cold and distant, not like the sweet man I know him to be when I am sick. The coldness I felt from him was so thick that I decided to tell him he didn’t have to sit with me. He then left.

It took me forever to get down in a laying position. I had to scoot down every few minutes before actually lying flat on my back. It was terrible. What was going through my mind was that this might just be the beginning of a hormonal in balance and there was no way I would stay in bed like last time. Even now, H will bring it up, repeating to me how he took care of me as though I were such a burden for him. I guess it was a good thing that he was cold towards me this time. At least I won’t fall for Mr. Nice Guy; the sweet man who appears and then disappears rather quickly.